Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Chapter 1 Take It Off

On an uninhabited island.

Raindrops pelted down like bullets, and the crashing of the waves was like drums.

With a dagger, Arielle Moore was shaving the wooden piece down with difficulty. It was as if she felt

nothing as the rain continued to hit her face.

She had lost contact with her family for ten years. Just as she finally found the Southalls—just as she was about to find out the truth about her mother’s death and her kidnapping—a group of people who claimed to be the ones to bring her home tried to kill her.

She successfully defeated them, but the ship sunk, and she ended up on this uninhabited island.

It was her seventh day on the island, and she had yet to see any passing ships.

Fortunately, there were many trees and plants on the island, and she had built herself a simple wooden boat.

Right when she moved to work on the oars, it had abruptly rained heavily.

Rising to her feet, Arielle was about to stretch when she spotted something dark by the rocks.

Walking over suspiciously, it startled her to find out it was a man.

The man was handsome, but his face was pale. He had an injury on his waist, and his blood was mixing together with the seawater, forming a sunset in the water.

Arielle placed her finger under the man’s nose. When she realized the man was not dead, she began dragging him further into the island and into the cave she had been sleeping in for the past few days.

After starting a fire, she ran back out into the rain. It was only a brief while before she returned with some herbs.

“You’re lucky that you’ve met me,” Arielle said as she reached out to take off the man’s clothes.A quick glance at the man’s waist told her that it was a deep knife wound. Did it hit his internal organs?

The moment she reached out for his wrist to take his pulse, a hand grabbed onto hers instead.

“W-Who are you?” The man’s voice was almost a whisper, but the grip around her wrist was firm.

Shooting the man a look, Arielle gloomily said, “Who am I? I’m your savior. If you’re not going to let go of me anytime soon, I’m going to have to build you a gravestone. In memory of Nameless. Does that sound good?”

The man only furrowed his brows in silence. Then, his eyes drifted toward the crushed herbs in her hands.

“What’s the matter? Take it off! I’ll help you.”

With that said, Arielle’s hand reached toward him again.

“I’ll do it myself.”

With a look of disdain, the man pushed her hands away and took off his shirt himself. The entire time, his dark eyes watched her warily.

Once his shirt was off, Arielle saw the man’s eight packs and the V cut abs that ran down his body and into his pants. This man’s figure… is a little too great, isn’t it?

herself, Arielle gulped. Blushing, she then

man asked. His voice was low, and

for

“Where am I?”

around him. However, upon hearing his constant stream of questions, she raised her head to look at him impatiently. He’s handsome, but

ask your teacher instead. Why don’t you save your strength and lie down to rest instead of

how a doctor should talk to

way you should

man

“Woman, you’re rude.”

“Dude, you’re impolite.”

glared at each other as

She saw no point in settling the score with an injured man, so she stood up and said, “The rain is quite

the corner, the man spoke again.

with

now, we’re both going to freeze to death

man’s mouth opened, but he ended up saying,

her eyes, Arielle returned to

way to start a fire on the humid island—drilling the wood. Arielle took over an hour to finally

outside blew in and ended

the man

“What?” Arielle shrieked.

the sound

spotted the lighter by her

Huh?

Oh!

Arielle cursed out loud, “Aren’t

closed his eyes and turned away, but

Night soon arrived.

of the caves. In the middle

pale face was completely white. He curled into himself, cold sweat beaded all over his

jerk. Are

poke his arm, but the man

reached out to put her hand on his

wound must be infected. That’s why he’s

but where would she find

methods to cool him down—by taking off his

lowered the man’s temperature, he began shivering and mumbling

the fire, but his

her clothes. She then lay down and hugged the man

if he’s a jerk? It’s more important to save his

will let me survive my way back to find out

ones who came to bring me home tried to take my life,

merciless if I find out that my father is

lost herself in her thoughts as she hugged